I saw a mirror in a bathroom for the blind In the law of nature it seems foresight is a crime Marked on my calendar the time, i knew the time Windows after sets of stairs make me feel divine Clever talking talkers don't talk about the weather they just Go outside, and bring an extra sweater Take my hands or the week bring them to church tell them your name Play them the songs i get worried about forgetting I'll check my mail unplug my clock Time only matters when you wear a watch Let's steal our bodies together and hide Inside every room we've cried Houses don't have locks, they have names Sinners don't have much, but their graves We were gods in fall I need to find myself fast I sort my laundry like a ghost Stay home, read the paper. Stay home don't read anything.